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Aug 28
So much anger. So. Much. Anger. It burns. It boils over and spills all over everything. It breaks like a whiskey bottle. Glass flying everywhere. It lives in my brain and it eats there. It eats at my heart until it bleeds.
Please stop the anger
Written by
Gemma  24/F/Ontario
(24/F/Ontario)   
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     Benzene and Asmita Ray
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